Calling all hipsters!
Do you habitually wear slightly-preppy jackets with rumpled hair and a messenger bag? Do you scorn the musical tastes of everyone who doesn't talk about the same obscure bands you do? If you said yes, or even gave a slight nod while reading this, then you need the Indie Tits. It's funny stuff, assuming you can guess the punchline, but of course if you can't, you're a total dweeb that listens to that crap on the radio.

(It's about tits, not boobies. Or breasts.)  ¶ 7:16 p.m.